Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

palm brought her back to her

pain and she withdrew her hand

she was stopped by Brody

ordered coldly, frowning.

pieces out, he had to cut

Would hurt.

pale face of

her in such

"No --"

point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her

was almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her palm.

her hand back, but failed, because

the blood stained

full of fear and timidity,

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic

the last word, she took a leap from the

was dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening

Tracy was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are

looked at

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded

as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

want me to care about you? How Shamless you

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you

to

stopped struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a long

if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

said with

beat when he

pain flashed

but she was still unwilling to fall to the ground.

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say

painful,

he made up his

the sharp knife

at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped

kind of fear rose from the bottom of

her own thought

her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm bigger.

"Hmm --"

stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a

her teeth,

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand and

it was her tears or her sweat.

the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain

the knife cutting her body.

little face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole

eyes finally could not help bursting into tears.

were cut

wanted to cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her.